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The clouded skies had darkened my view

I knew where to look, but couldn’t find you

The mist in the air gave a strange, eerie feel

I wondered exactly what it tried to conceal

Into the black, where I could no longer see

I wondered aloud, what has become of thee?

Then I caught a glimpse, from the sky above

My heart skipped a beat, I had found my true love

The one, who makes the evening, so perfectly right

When his light casts upon me, in the ebony night

Perchance, we could meet, once again, on a lark

This heavenly orb, and me, in the dark


Writing Prompt – A Chance Meeting – Day 6/30

Poem & Photo ©Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved